A Letter To My Thighs

First of, I would like to apologize to you. I am sorry for whispering behind your back and saying those hurtful things. You’re right, at first I was sorry to have been caught saying them, but now I really am sorry for saying that I wish I could have the very desired “thigh gap”.

I have come to my senses over the past few years and I am sorry for ever thinking such absurd thoughts. I understand now that you have such a bond with each other and how could I ever wish for you to part ways?! You two are the best of friends and have such a strong bond with one another and I am ashamed that I tried to ruin it. How could I ever want to ruin such a physical and emotional bond!? I’m sorry.

You have stuck together through almost 30 years and I am disgusted with myself for wanting to separate you two. I know that you guys keep each other company, that you tell each other secrets. I know that you cuddle ands snuggle one another when comfort is needed. You two are soul mates, you two deserve one another. The love between the two of you is so strong and fierce that it is often envied by many.

My dear thighs, I love you just the way you are. Through thick and thin, come hell or high water, I guarantee you that you will never, ever have to part.

As a teenager and into my 20s I had a thigh gap. I didn’t appreciate it – I thought I had bandy legs and was just fixated on wanting bigger boobs. My thigh gap has now gone – mostly I’m not bothered, apart from on a hot day and things get sweaty when bare-legged.
Marilyn Monroe didn’t have thigh gap and still thousands of men lusted after her.

Found my way over here from Sass n Balderdash. This was too funny and your thighs look great, ma’am. Crap, can I call you ma’am or is that insulting? There are so many rules with women and you’re all different. The thigh gap may be the dumbest thing ever found desirable in the history of womens’ body whatevers ever! Lol. Okay then, have a great weekend.